The Boy I Misunderstood
Akira Hayashi died a fool—betrayed by the girl he loved and manipulated by the very family he trusted. On the eve of his wedding, poisoned by the woman he cherished, he learned the cruel truth: everything he had, every ounce of affection, had only been a means to steal his inheritance.
And yet, at his cold, empty funeral, the only person who cried for him... was Tatsuya.
The very boy Akira once saw as a rival—who had loved him in silence all along.
But fate grants Akira a second chance. Waking up ten years in the past as a high school student again, Akira swears two things: he will uncover the truth behind his family’s betrayal, and he will never fall for Mio again.
Yet as he finds himself constantly drawn to Tatsuya—the calm, intelligent leader with eyes that hide years of quiet longing—Akira begins to wonder:
Did he lose the one person who truly loved him… and is it too late to win him back?
A story of second chances, slow-burn love, buried truths, and one boy’s journey to rew
Behind Your Death
Do you believe in the special connection between twins?
From a young age, Alicia and Alana shared a unique bond, capable of experiencing what the other was going through. Whenever one felt pain, the other would share in the sensation. After their parents separated, Alicia moved to the city with their mother, while Alana stayed back in their hometown with their father. The distance did nothing to sever the special connection they shared, neither their love for each other.
One day, Alicia was overwhelmed by an excruciating pain out of nowhere, and it scared her. She tried to reach Alana but was unsuccessful. Driven by a strong sense of unease, she began a journey during a stormy night and eventually lost control of her vehicle due to the unbearable pain.
Before she lost consciousness, she only heard heartbreaking words from the other end of the phone:
"We regret to inform you that your sister Alana has been found, all indications suggest she committed suicide…"
Alana's death caused Alicia's world to crumble, spurring her to return to their hometown in the quest to uncover the truth behind her sister’s death.
This led her on a journey riddled with small-town secrets and a passionate romance…
What secrets are hidden behind your death?
Raising Children In Apocalypse
[Post-apocalyptic + No romantic pairings + Overpowered system + Management + Please read the bottom of the synopsis + Initially low-priced, enter at your own discretion]
Gu Wanyin never imagined that not only would she transmigrate, but she'd end up in a post-apocalyptic world! Opening her eyes to find herself surrounded by zombies with only two pitifully thin adorable children by her side, Gu Wanyin thought: This is the end of me!
System: Impossible, absolutely impossible!
After binding to the most powerful hotel system in the post-apocalyptic world, Gu Wanyin embarked on a delightful journey of raising children and managing a hotel. As the hotel's guests increased, so did her rewards! But could someone explain to her why a hotel that unlocked noodle shops, hot pot restaurants, and buffets was understandable, but why did it also have KTV, movie theaters, hot springs, schools, and hospitals? And even a zombie-killing simulation training camp? Wait, there's more
Daddy's Greedy Princess 09
🔞🔞🔞 Finally, after what seems like hours, Daddy's hips meet mine, his entire length buried deep in my insides, his balls flush with my drenched slit. With slow, measured strokes, Daddy eases out of m
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Grandpa and His Dog
🔞🔞 My parents separated when I was an infant and my Mother didn't have the means to take care of me. She'd sent me to live with my Grandfather, who treated me like a princess, though I never knew tha
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Daddy's greedy Princess 8
🔞🔞 To say I don't want to be at this stupid family BBQ would be the understatement of the century. It's mostly my daddy's side of the family, but also some of Mom's, and if I get asked 'have you got
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Blood-Stained Promises
Aria never believed in fate, not until the night the blood came. It wasn’t hers—she would have recognized it—but it coated the floor like spilled ink, leading from the broken door of her apartment to
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